TITLE: The Haunting of Elle Castle
GENRE: MG Mystery
My soggy cereal looked more like paper mache paste after I’d stirred it about three billion times, trying to figure out how Grandmere, my beloved and funny Grandmere, could be in a coma.
“I’m going to book a flight to Paris, right now,” Mom said, pouring more coffee into her white mug. “I hate being so far away when she’s sick like this.”
We live in Washington State, which might as well be planet Neptune; we’re that far away from Grandmere. She lives in a tiny village in the south of France where our family vineyard has produced grapes for five generations. I go to visit every summer.
“Don’t the doctors know why Grandmere is sick?” I rubbed my eyes with my hands trying to wake them up after the worst night of no sleep.Mom stopped mid-sip. “What were those noises in your room last night?”
I took my bowl to the sink. This was definitely not the time to tell mom about my strange new talent.
“I have to see Grandmere, I said.”
“Elle, you’ve got school and what about the talent show you’re so excited about?”
“Talent show, smellent-show. I don’t have anything to do in the show, anyway.”
“You could read a poem,” Mom said. “And stay with the Winston’s while I’m gone. It’s not going to be like our summer trips to France, Elle.”
“I know that. And nobody reads poem’s anymore, Mom.”
“Sure they do. Don’t they? Well, I do.”